("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`) (_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-' _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,' (((' (((-((('' (((( K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N _________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Scroll down to view text -------------------------------------------------------- This work is copyrighted to the author © 2012. Please don't remove the author information or make any changes to this story. All rights reserved. Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Lucky by Realoldbill (address withheld) *** A brother has two sisters who love him, really love him. (mff-teens, inc, 1st) *** I guess I'm one of the luckiest guys around. I've got lots of friends, both male and female, my teachers like me, my parents are reasonably happy with my behavior and school's easy most of the time, and best of all I've got two pretty sisters who have decided that my sperm keeps them acne-free and with what they call a healthy glow. They call it "refreshing," what we do together. Sometimes they actually rub it on their faces and boobs, but usually they just swallow it down or absorb it from their wonderfully tight vaginas after I fill them with my seed. I think they are wrong, but I'm sure not going to tell them. I'm fifteen this summer, going into my junior year of high school next year, and I'm reasonably well hung and don't have any trouble hooking up with girls in my class and a few that are older. It's a slow week when I don't bonk some pretty little skirt and enjoy the sound her squealing climax as she writhes and kicks beneath me, sometimes out in the open or in their family car but often in her bedroom. Generally I get them coming more than once, in fact I think three's about average, sometimes on my two middle fingers while my balls are recovering. Even after I ejaculate, I can usually hump for five minutes or so. I try not to brag, but I have never, ever left a girl unsatisfied, and I must have done a couple of dozen at least. I wish now I had kept track. It all started about two and a half years ago now, on the evening of my thirteenth birthday, when I my older sister, she's called Kelly and she's a beauty, came into my room when the house was dark and quiet and everybody was in bed, probably around midnight I guess. I was kneading my balls and having a wonderful fantasy about doing Margie Phillips, the class slut of the 8th grade who had agreed to go to the movies with me Saturday night. Movies with Margie meant at least a blowjob and, with any luck at all, going all the way and that was my goal, either way getting my rocks off. At the time I had enjoyed a few sloppy bj's in closets or dark basements but I was still very much a virgin. Now Kelly is four years older than I am, and she was already going to college, the local community college. She's real smart. I guess she probably weighed as much as I did, around 150, but she sure was built differently. She was taller than I was then, and she had a body that might have produced an erection on one of those plaster statues at church. No matter what she was wearing, it was hard to look at her without getting hard, if you know what I mean. A wet dream on wheels, and she jiggled when she walked, her hips rolling like they were on ball bearings. Kelly had been the homecoming queen when she was a junior, and she had started doing department store modeling when she was a senior. I don't have any idea when she started being, as they say, sexually active, but she had boys and men drooling over her all the time, calling and coming by the house. Just then, when I turned 13, she had one with a Corvette, another with a brand new Z3 roadster and a third with a classic Jaguar, a 140, which of course was really his father's, all squiring her off to parties and dances and dinner and stuff and probably slipping it to her every chance they got. My big sister was super-hot, but I had never even thought about fucking her, honest. Seeing her naked, yes; boning her, no, never. Come on! When Kelly stepped into my room, the light from the hall briefly showed me she was wearing those frilly babydoll pjs that were enough to give any boy a heart attack as well as blue balls. That's what she and her sister usually wore in the summer, trotting around in the mornings and ignoring the fact that they were driving me crazy with their long legs and big jugs. "Hey brother," she said quietly, a finger to her lips in the moonlight, "I have a birthday present for you." And with that she stepped out of her tiny panties and skinned her short top over her head and then climbed in bed with me, grabbed me by the ears and kissed my mouth, her luscious breasts dangling down, made silver in the moonlight, making my palms itch and my already- hard cock stand at attention. Her hand slid down my body and found my eager ram which had been up and throbbing for ten or fifteen minutes by then, hard as oak, dripping lube, super sensitive. "Ohh," she said, "what have you been doing?" By then her big boobs were rubbing my bare chest, her nipples really hard. I swear her jugs were the size of softballs and the nips were like Hershey kisses. I slept naked because it felt better and because I got tired of hearing about how I messed up my pajamas. She tossed back the covers, smiled down at me and got her other hand on my blood-hot cock, twisting right and left like she was going to unscrew its head or something. "Boy," she said, "that's a really big one for a kid your age. Have you measured it?" "No," I lied, "of course not." It was then six and almost-a-half inches long and about five inches in circumference according to my mother's sewing tape. I was proud of it and loved looking at it in the mirror while I jacked off, watching it jump and spew. It more than filled my hand, and I could spurt from one end of the bathtub to the other. Three times a day was not unusual that summer, my scrotum tight as a baseball and almost as big. Her fingernails scratched my balls and her top hand slid down my shaft as she bent, her hair falling forward so I couldn't see, and mouthed the head of my prick. Nothing, absolutely nothing, not even the first bite of chocolate chip ice cream, the first dive into the swimming pool, nothing felt so good. I whimpered. She sucked and her saliva slid down my hot ram. She was making odd noises in her throat as she gobbled my cock and started bobbing her head up and down and circling it with her tongue, one hand on my thigh and the other on my belly. Once she had it good and wet, she turned it loose, licked her lips, swung a long leg over my body and grinned down at me. "I sure hope I'm your first," she said as she held my cock in thumb and forefinger and eased herself down on it, her inner lips quivering, flowering open, swallowing it up, screwing it in, clamping firmly, easing herself down, down, down. I watched it disappear up into her and noticed that her groin was hairless, her labia protruding. Inch by inch, it vanished into a pulsating and muscular sheath, into a vibrating and clinging paradise. And then she tensed those muscles and crushed it within her. I almost screamed, but she covered my mouth with hers and tongued me deeply, chuckling evilly. Anyhow, that's how it started, with Kelly fucking me until my eyes crossed and I had come three times in her. And the next night, while I was lying there with my balls in my hand and Kelly in my mind, here came my younger sister on tiptoes. Her name is Mackenzie and most people call her Mike or Mikey. She is very cute and not as big or beautiful as Kelly, but really pretty, a hottie. Back then, when she was fifteen and I was thirteen, we were about the same size except that she had a great rack and a hard ass and killer legs, more muscular than mine. She was the family athlete starring in field hockey, basketball, softball and soccer; getting three letters as a sophomore and making All-Met in two sports. She beat me regularly playing horse. She was faster than I was and probably stronger too. She had plenty of male admirers then and a lot more now, most of them jocks and most of them older than she was. I guess she must have been having sex with some of them, but I sure didn't know; I couldn't have guessed. I was ignorant as well as randy. So Mikey shed her sexy little pajama set and crawled in bed with me that night, smelling good and feeling very warm. She came into my arms and our bodies got acquainted from nipples to knees, as did our tongues. "Kelly, she says, you're pretty big," she whispered as she kissed her way down my body and then licked my hard cock which had been poking at her belly button. "Nice," she said as she grabbed my scrotum and sucked my prick right down her throat. I, obviously, died and went to heaven. Incredible! I shot my load in her mouth almost at once, and she wiggled her way up to me licking her lips. "Love those thick milkshakes," she said as she kissed me and gave me a taste of my own spend. We nuzzled and pawed and kissed and groaned and pretty soon I was hard again, and she was on her back saying, "Be gentle, and don't hurry." I eased my upcurved cock into my younger sister, all the way into her, right to the balls and she sighed and smiled up at me. "Kelly was right," she gasped. "You're the biggest one that ever, oh, oh god, oh, oh, oh," and she came right then and there wither hand over her mouth before I ever got started. I guess I must have crushed her clit or something. I waited until she stopped shaking and her body relaxed and her breathing sounded ordinary and not just gasps, and then I began very slowly like Kelly had taught me the night before, rearing up and making sure her mons got plenty of friction. Pretty soon I was up on extended arms and doing push-ups into her, and she was trying to wrap me in her muscular legs. After that, it really got exciting. I never did get to lay that junior high slut, whatever her name was. Now Kelly has quit going to school, has been engaged and unengaged twice, and is working at the local TV station doing the weather and sometimes the sports and giving guys in a much wider area hard-ons and, she told me, fucking the station manager now and then. They give her a clothes allowance as well as a good paycheck, and she's living with an older guy at his penthouse condo in town. He's a lawyer or something, a rich jerk with a Bentley. But almost every week, she comes to see me after we figure out a time, and I give her what she wants, two or three ropes of my rich cum. She laps it up and always leaves me spent and back sore, my balls feeling more like raisins than walnuts. Making love to Kelly is hard work, but well worth the effort. My big sister has sure learned some neat tricks in the last couple of years, and she's taught me a dozen interesting ways to make girls happy. I'm probably the only 15-year-old who can go down on a girl, find her little love button with my tongue tip and bring her to a screaming orgasm in les than two minutes, mouthing her whole vulva and trying to suck her inside out. These days 69 is just ordinary to me, still pleasant but hardly exciting. I even gave one girl an orgasm with my nose. Last week we did it in her old bedroom with my luscious sister on her back with both of her feet resting on my chest and me rearing up with her boobs in my hands, pounding away at her wondrous pussy as it fluttered and rippled on my straining cock while she arched her back and closed her eyes, bucking up and down like crazy. When she felt my balls roiling and pulsing, she pushed me away by straightening her legs and rolled up on her knees to suck my rigid cock into her mouth and swallow down what I had to offer, several thick ropes of it, her treat and my pleasure. Then she laid me on my back, licked me hard again and mounted facing my feet. It was wonderful to just lie there and watch my thick shaft move in and out of her bulging pussy lips until she climaxed and fell back, bringing my hands to her full breasts while she spasmed on my body, her juices mingling with mine. Kelly's jugs are now 38D's, more than a handful, but just as firm and high as ever. After that we showered together and, of course, fucked again. Mikey has been offered athletic scholarships to Rutgers in basketball and Arizona in softball, but she had decided to follow in her beautiful sister's footsteps and attend the local school for a couple of years. One of the reasons, she told me as we lay tangled together swapping spit, was because of my big cock and the pleasure it gave her. It is bigger now, maybe inches and a lot fatter too. I'm now a bit taller and heavier than she is, but she's still probably in better shape. Mikey just loves to ride me, digging in her knees, gritting her teeth, swatting my ass and bouncing on my belly while I maul her firm boobs, twist her jutting nipples and give her hard thrusts over and over, posthole digging. She thinks taking it in the pussy is just as good for her complexion as swallowing my semen. Who am I to argue? Recently, speaking of being lucky, Mikey has been bringing me some of her friends, mostly girls from a private school that she is on a team with this summer. One fainted when she saw my tool, but enjoyed it thoroughly once she recovered. Yesterday it was a lean girl called Deanna who was a virgin, a sixteen-year- old virgin. Mikey insisted on staying beside the pretty girl when I penetrated her, comforting her and kissing her tears as she sobbed and wailed with my big ram tearing open her innocent virtue and plowing her tight and untested vagina. It took me a good five minutes to get it all into her. I used a condom at my sister's insistence, something I've never done with her, and she stripped it off me and then squeezed out my sperm into the shocked girl's mouth. She licked it down and smiled, thanking me. When she recovered, I did her again doggy style and bareback; she enjoyed it a lot more; in fact, we both did. I just love the sound of young flesh smacking together. Then my luscious sister led her off to her bedroom and closed the door. I really think sometimes that Mikey likes girls as much as she does boys. But, of course, I've never asked her. And it keeps getting better. Just after lunch last Wednesday Kelly arrived with two suitcases and a cab full of clothes. She had left the guy she had been with for three or four months after a fight over her other male admirers and lovers. And she came home and right into my arms, needing comfort. I petted her, took her to my room, stripped her bare and mounted her eager body and spent an hour convincing her that she was still wonderful. She insisted that I plan to spend the night with her for the rest of the week, coming to her bed once our parents were in theirs. Lucky, that's me. So today, after supper and seeing my big sister do her TV thing and display her assets for the whole community, I was watching a ballgame when she came in with another girl and plunked her down on the couch. She looked familiar. I smiled at her as Kelly got a couple of beers. Then she introduced me. I couldn't believe it and probably looked like a real dork. "This is Rachel Rivers, Billy, don't you recognize her? She's in town promoting the new movie, you know High School Dance Two." "Hi," I said like a dope. I had seen the first one, a Disney rip-off, on TV and thought it was awful, worse than the sugarcoated original, and I sure hadn't seen the movie. But I had seen clips of this girl dancing, and she had the kind of body that Hooters loved, long legs and big boobs. She smiled at me and I gave her a closer look. She didn't look any older than Mike, who was seventeen. "Rachel's spending the night with me. She had an awful time with her chaperone, but we convinced her. And, well, she needs a favor. Tell him," she said to the girl. The curly headed female put down her beer, licked her lips, looked away from me and said, "I know there's no such thing as nymphomaniac, but I've got this problem when I get out in public. I start doubting myself, thinking they're all staring at me, laughing at me." She sniffed. "It makes me think I'm fat and ugly. Isn't that weird?" "I don't get it," I said. "What's nympho got to do with that?" "Out in California, well, my brother does it for me, and Mike said, well, that you did it for her." I glared at my younger sister. We had sworn to each other that we would never tell anybody. "So stupid," my sister said, "I told her you'd do her, any way she wanted, as many times as she wanted, while she's in town." "I'm here for three days, doing the military hospitals and the TV stations and a couple of PA's." "And you want me to...?" She nodded and smiled, "It'll be, I guess, like three times a day, maybe four on Wednesday, usually in the dressing room, just before I go on. OK?" I nodded and smiled, lucky again. END ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life in anyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of the scenarios in this story; should seriously consider seeking professional help. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 74